“They have tricked us.” Balkan growls and bangs his fist on the table. “We sat here sitting like fools, waiting for them to arrive and they left the town just like that.”

　　“Whose fault is that?” The Witch says, wrapping a strand of her hair in her slender fingers. “Who told you to go and see her? And even if you wanted to, you should have been stealthy about it.”

　　“Don’t blame me, witch!! Why can’t you use your magic now?”

　　“I ...